Peach

Although Guiyun Palace has never recognized that it is the leader of the Xuan Dao, the people of the Xuan Dao still insist on coming together every year to pay tribute.The Yangchun Banquet is the day when Xuandao gathers in Guiyun Palace.

It's called Yangchun Banquet, but the actual banquet is held in early summer, probably because Guiyun Palace is relatively busy in spring.

"I heard that you found Mr. Ruyi by the Pinghu Lake?" In Chaofeng Hall, two young girls whispered while spreading brocade cloth on the tables and chairs.

Both of them were wearing black and white Luo skirts, with a scarlet hairpin on their heads, and they were He Ling's subordinates.He Ling was in charge of the ceremony, music, singing and dancing, Yangchun Banquet and other large banquets in Guiyun Palace, which were all organized by He Ling.

"Yes," the girl who was asked was full of shyness. "His mouth is sharp and beautiful, and his legs are the longest among those men. He can stand and dance on the lake..."

"Hey, I was sent by the host to go shopping in the south of the Yangtze River, but I didn't catch up with this year's Spring Festival." The girl who spoke first said regretfully.

"You are younger than me, don't worry, there are more men in our clan."

Qing Luo stood behind the pillar, listened to the two girls talking, curled her lips in disdain.Those long-legged male cranes are nothing but low-level birds.

She is from the Qing tribe, and the Qing tribe is the descendant of the divine bird Qingluan, much nobler than these common birds.Only people from the Qing clan with noble bloodlines are worthy of the divine bird Phoenix.That's what her clansmen told her since she was a child, and Qingluo firmly believes in that.

She walked out with her chin raised, looked coldly at the two girls who were chatting wantonly, Qingluo said in a stern tone: "I called you to Chaofeng Palace, you are not here to chat, what time is it, the dance floor in the center of the hall has not yet Lay it up, tell us how to practice tonight?"

The two girls from Heling were stunned by this blatant lesson, and when Qing Luo turned around sharply, the two came back to their senses, looked at each other, and sneered.

"What the hell, it's just a lead dancer, do you really think you are the wife of the palace lord?"

"People of the Qing clan have always had their eyes set high, thinking that they are the divine bird Qingluan, and they don't even look at how many hairs there are on their buttocks. They can't even change into a bird, so why not Qingluan, bah!"

The Qing clan is not pure Qingluan blood, but a hybrid of Qingluan and human race, with half of human blood in their body, so they cannot turn into birds at will like other birds in Guiyun Palace.

"The two girls who said that I was the favorite of men that day also belonged to the Qing clan?" Chen Ziqi was lying in bed, listening to Dan Yi talk about the races under Guiyun Palace, and as he talked, he started talking about the Qing clan.

"En." Dan Yi pursed her lips, unwilling to talk about this matter.

But Chen Ziqi didn't intend to let him go, so he leaned over and squeezed on the same pillow with Dan Yi, "Then your mother is also from the Qing clan?"

"My mother is different from them," Dan Yi said with a smile in his eyes, "she is a real Qingluan."

The real Qingluan?Chen Ziqi was confused, but he could hear one thing. Phoenix can only regenerate Phoenix if it unites with Qingluan, "Ah, then I left your two companions in anger?"

She had a playful smile on her face, but suddenly there was a soreness in her heart. It was fine to see a man, he was still a bird man!The road is long, and the road is long and difficult.

"En." Dan Yi looked down at Chen Ziqi, and responded lightly.

"Tsk tsk, let me see, sleeping with me every day, is it going to be suffocated?" Chen Ziqi curled his lips, stretched out his hand maliciously, and rubbed it randomly twice through the cloth, and the little phoenix quickly raised its head .

Dan Yi let out a muffled snort, grabbed Chen Ziqi's hands that were touching, and met those innocent peach blossom eyes, feeling her teeth itch.With a flick of a finger, he extinguished the candle, pressed the little bastard under his body, and said in a hoarse voice, "Your chest doesn't hurt anymore?"

The scorching breath sprayed on the neck, Chen Ziqi couldn't help his heart beat faster, coughed lightly and said: "It hurts, my internal injury is not healed, you can't hit me."

Dan Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry and lay down on her side, hugged him into her arms, took a deep breath, "I won't hit you."

"Then, let's touch it..." Chen Ziqi said aggressively.Since the two of them helped each other last time, they haven't done it again. The young man who knows the taste of the marrow really misses the feeling at that time.

Naturally, Dan Yi would not refuse this request, she only hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand, and slowly loosened Chen Ziqi's belt.

Nose tip to nose tip, exchanging scorching breath, under the moonlight, Chen Ziqi stared at those light-colored thin lips, wanting to taste the taste, but still tried his best to restrain himself.Touch it, it can be said that good brothers help each other.One kiss, it's hard to tell, he can't scare this little chick.

The bed was getting hotter and hotter, but neither of them was willing to go out.The scorching heat gradually dissipated, and the shortness of breath became long again.

This guy is really full of energy, from now on I have to lie on Dan Yi's bed every day, to kill his chance of finding a roommate.Chen Ziqi closed his eyes in a daze, slipped into Dan Yi's arms, and fell asleep contentedly.

Dan Yi hugged Chen Ziqi, who was covered in sweat, and lay there without saying a word for a while, until the person in her arms made a small snoring sound, then lowered her head, slowly leaned over, and placed a light kiss on the moist lips .

The next day, Chen Ziqi, who was sleeping in the dark, was dug out of the bed by Linghe, and wiped his face with a hot cloth.

Yawning and sitting up, Chen Ziqi rubbed his eyes and found that Dan Yi was already fully dressed.

It was a bright-colored wide-sleeved gown, with ruby-studded wristbands to fasten the cuffs, and was covered with a scarlet wide-sleeved gauze, on which a large piece of phoenix feathers was embroidered with gold thread.During the action, it is like a phoenix spreading its wings to fly, strange and majestic.

Chen Ziqi wore a sky-blue robe with wide sleeves, and a moon-white girdle inlaid with suet jade was fastened around his waist to show his status as a prince.

"Shall we go to the front now? Haven't had breakfast yet..." Chen Ziqi was dragged out by Dan Yi, rubbing his hungry stomach and said dissatisfiedly.

"It's already noon." Dan Yi raised her chin, motioning him to look at the sky.

Chen Ziqi looked up, and saw the sunlight leaking straight from the gaps in the sycamore leaves, it was quite dazzling, and it was indeed getting late.I was so playful last night that I was too tired this morning and slept through it.

No more words, honestly followed Dan Yi to Chaofeng Hall.

Chen Ziqi didn't want to attend the Xuandao gathering today, but Dan Yi said that to save Chang'e, he needed the cooperation of some Xuandao people, so he had to get acquainted with it in advance, so he followed.

Xuandao is different from Jianmeng and Qizong. There is no such thing as a big sect controlling a small sect. Each sect is independent.Because of this, there are a lot of sect masters who come to the Spring Banquet.

Everyone dressed in different clothes, including men, women and children, were lined up on both sides of the main hall.

"Why is there a table next to the Palace Master's seat?" the head of the Wan Gu Sect whispered to the leader of the Thousand Poison Sect beside him.

The leader of the Thousand Poison Sect is a fat old man, who was secretly putting itching powder on the cushion next to the table. He was taken aback by the head of the Wan Gu sect, his hand shook, and the itching powder fell into his sleeve, and he quickly took out the solution. Throwing the medicine into his sleeve, he replied casually, "Maybe it's the position of the palace lord's wife."

"The palace master is only 16 years old, where did the palace master's wife come from?" The head of the Wan Gu Sect frowned dissatisfiedly, and slapped the leader of the Thousand Poison Sect.

The leader who was just about to put away the antidote sprinkled too much antidote.The antidote for the tickling powder is the corresponding sour hemp powder. After putting so much, that arm suddenly went numb. I was so angry that I only gritted my teeth, trying to hold back the anger, raised my hand with a smile, and patted the head of the Wan Gu Sect. Shoulder, "You don't understand this, you can put it out before going through the door."

The head of Wan Gu Sect nodded, and wanted to raise his hand to touch his chin, but unexpectedly, the arm that was patted was already paralyzed, unable to move at all.

In Chaofeng Palace, where the palace lord has not arrived, this kind of discussion abounds.

Dan Yi succeeded to the throne last year, and these heads have come to visit one after another. They dare not show the slightest disrespect to the newly appointed Palace Master, but there are no rules in Xuan Dao, and they speak casually.

"Welcome to the Palace Master!" Lan Jiangxue, standing on the high platform, bowed gracefully, and everyone in the audience stood up one after another. When they saw the people around Dan Yi clearly, their breathing stopped for a moment.

The place next to the palace lord was actually reserved for a young man whom he had never met.

"Which house sent this beauty?"

"Don't talk nonsense, that's the Seventh Prince, the palace lord's best friend." Someone with knowledge saw the jade belt around Chen Ziqi's waist and immediately guessed his identity.

So that was the case, everyone exhaled and sat down one after another.

Dan Yi leaned on the throne, glanced at everyone in the audience, and slowly raised her hand. Then everyone who had been in the salute posture got up and took their seats one after another.

"Today's Yangchun banquet, let's talk about fine wine instead of serious business." Dan Yi held up the jade cup in front of her and gestured slightly to everyone.

Everyone in the audience immediately toasted and drank together.

After drinking a glass of wine, drums and music sounded. Qingluo, dressed in neon clothes, and six slender dancers descended from the sky, dancing to the sound of silk and bamboo.

With a soft and boneless figure and a charming face, it is amazing.

Qingluo raised the corners of her lips proudly when she heard the panting sounds of those sect masters.She is the Qingluan generation, the woman with the strongest Qingluan blood, so the patriarch gave her the only chance to work in Heling.She is the most qualified woman to be the official wife of the palace lord!

She waved her sleeves, covered her face with a gauze belt, and looked at the god-like man on the stage with her almond eyes.

That godlike man was staring intently at the plate of chicken wings in front of him, raised his hand, picked up one, and put it in Chen Ziqi's bowl.

"..."